Criminal Minds

Reid: (talking about Mr. Corbett) He was looking for closure.
Hotchner: You think he'll get some now?
Reid: I don't really think so, I mean, people's emotional lives aren't linear like that. To say that a killer's conviction - one single event - can just suddenly bring peace to a man? I don't, I just don't think it's possible.
Hotchner: I guess he has to try. I mean, when it comes right down to it what choice does he have?

Brian Matloff: (to guard) Today when my mother talked about having to choose one life, do you believe that's true?
Lidia: I don't know what you mean.
Brian Matloff: Don't you think you'd have to choose?

Morgan: Hey, what's that new tech girl's name?
Reid: Ahh...Gomez, I think.
Morgan: (to Garcia) Excuse me, Gomez... (she doesn't respond)
Morgan: Hey, baby girl!
Garcia: (looks at him over her shoulder) Baby girl?
Morgan: Forgive me, I just didn't know the real...
Garcia: I've been called worse. What can I do for you?

Det. Jarvis: A little young, aren't ya? No offense.
Reid: None taken. In fact neuroprocessing speeds reach their maximum at around age 15, so when it comes to being affected by crime scenes and other graphic visual input we're all really the same age.

Hotchner: So, what's your plan?
Cece Hillenbrand: Plan? Try him and fry him.

Reid: (examining Prentiss' high school yearbook picture) It's remarkable. Something like this makes you question everything you thought you knew.
Garcia: Yeah. It's like the monolith in 2001.
Reid: So there was actually a time when something like this was socially acceptable?
Garcia: Oh, you're young. The eighties left a lot of people confused. This is, uh, especially sad, though.

Mr. Corbett: It's Wordsworth. "What though the radiance that was once so bright be now forever taken from thy sight, though nothing can bring back… " (he can't continue) Thanks.
Reid: (voiceover as he walks away) " …Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; we will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind."

Hotchner: "All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another." Anatole France